Hot as a BIC Lyrics – Flo Milli

[Intro]
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
(Stop playing with ’em, RIOT)

[Chorus]
The fu*k? (Come on) B!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Hmm (Come on), b!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Dumb if you think if we the same (Uh-uh)
Cocky b!tch, I won’t explain (Mwah)
B!tches been ugly for years

Please do not play with my name (Come on)
The fu*k? B!tch (Come on)
(Come on, yeah), the fu*k? (Come on, yeah)
Hmm (Come on, yeah), b!tch (Come on, yeah)
(Come on, yeah), the fu*k? (Come on, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Bugaboo b!tch, tell her shoo (Shoo)
Pop it, I pop your balloon (Ooh)
B!tch, I don’t care what you heard (Ha)
Just know I’m hotter than you (You, come on)

[Verse 1]
I make him tat’ up my name
Pu*sy so good, he gon’ dance in the rain (Damn)
Can’t let a groupie b!tch have it
Type that’s gon’ leave tied up in the attic (Come on)
Checking s*it like, what’s the vibe?
Last time I checked, you was lying on live (Pu*sy)
Mad ’cause I beat a b!tch up (Uh)
Goofy b!tch, you should’ve ducked
Ho get a dog if you scared (Aw)
Or at least shut the fu*k up (Haha)
I cannot hang with you hoes
Most of you weird and the rest of you suck (Duh)

Bad and that’s just what the truth is
Talking ’bout me, you get punched where your tooth is (B!tch)
Hate when a b!tch acting clueless
Bald-headed ho, we be calling you Rufus (Come on)

[Chorus]
B!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Hmm (Come on), b!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Dumb if you think if we the same (Uh-uh)
Cocky b!tch, I won’t explain (Mwah)
B!tches been ugly for years
Please do not play with my name (Come on)
The fu*k? B!tch (Come on)
(Come on, yeah), the fu*k? (Come on, yeah)
Hmm (Come on, yeah), b!tch (Come on, yeah)
(Come on, yeah), the fu*k? (Come on, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Bugaboo b!tch, tell her shoo (Shoo)
Pop it, I pop your balloon (Ooh)
B!tch, I don’t care what you heard (Ha)
Just know I’m hotter than you (You, come on)

[Verse 2]
You on the internet, crying ’bout n!ggas, I probably be out with your boo
When I pop out, I be getting my tens, all you hoes hearing is “Boo”
Pretty b!tch, you know I’m trapping
Slapping these hoes like I don’t know what happened (What happened?)
Minding these hoes up in orderly fashion
Don’t play with me, ho, go play in some traffic, b!tch
Hmm, changing the temp’ in the room
I got these hoes hot as a b!tch
Only get live with her friends
But b!tches ain’t never on s*it
These b!tches ain’t never on s*it, the fu*k? (Scary-ass hoes)
These b!tches ain’t never on s*it, the fu*k? (Scary-ass hoes)
These b!tches ain’t never on s*it, the fu*k? (Haha, come on)

[Chorus]
The fu*k? (Come on) B!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Hmm (Come on), b!tch (Come on)
(Come on), the fu*k? (Come on)
Dumb if you think if we the same (Uh-uh)
Cocky b!tch, I won’t explain (Mwah)
B!tches been ugly for years
Please do not play with my name (Flo Milli s*it, come on)
The fu*k? B!tch